Lu Qian has never liked to join in the fun.

However, anyway, if you beat the child on a rainy day, you will be idle if you are idle, so you will let Yu Zhiqiu make trouble.

After a while, a group of four people came to a gorgeous pavilion.

At this time, there was a commotion in front of him, surrounded by a crowd of people on the inner and outer three floors, a bit like throwing hydrangeas to beckon relatives that he had encountered before.

Lu Qian exuded a wisp of Da Luo Jin Immortal's coercion, and the crowd automatically separated, making way for them.

In this way, a group of four people squeezed to the front.

I saw the pavilion in front of Zhang Hong, a gentle and quiet, generous, like a lady painting out of the green-clothed woman, is in front of the door on a bluestone long table, spread out the paper, pen painting.

But strangely, instead of ink, she was stained with water.

When the pen falls on the paper, you can only see the marks of the pen, and it is not clear what exactly is being drawn.

When the immortals saw this scene, they were also curious, and they guessed:

"What kind of painting technique is this, I've never heard of it!"

"Good drawing, good painting! This brushstroke, like a frightening flying geese, that hook, like a glimpse of the light, is simply wonderful!"

"Is this beauty a descendant of the saint, what is the origin?"

"I heard that it is the saint who paints the saint clan who is in charge of the magic pen, Sun Shihua, Da Luo Jin Immortal Realm. After marrying her, whatever you want in the future, just let her take the magic brush. ”

"What is the process of recruiting relatives? Do you want to measure the size?"

......

Bell bell bell.

At this time, the delicate girl standing behind the woman in green stepped forward, raised her wrist like the frost of the bright moon, and shook the bell.

The crisp voice swept through the washing of the soul, and the soul was blank.

All the immortals couldn't help but be silent in their presence, and all the cacophony disappeared in an instant.

"All the Taoist friends of the Confucian Ancient City, as well as the immortals from all over the world, today, my young lady is here to meet friends with paintings, not to attract relatives with paintings. ”

Under the gaze of everyone, the delicate maid spoke, her voice ethereal.

Huh? Isn't it a painting to recruit relatives?

Many people were instantly disappointed.

"However, if you can pass the three tests and climb to the fifth floor of this pavilion, my young lady will also be happy to have a long talk with fellow Daoists. ”

The delicate maid said again.

Suddenly, many people's eyes lit up.

Although this painting saint is not the best in the world, she is dignified and generous, with the air of poetry and books, giving people a feeling of gentleness like the moon, and being able to talk for a long time and sleep on her feet, which is also a beautiful thing in the world.

"Tsk, this guy is better than me! Isn't this a dewy man? Serious people who talk about things at night? ”

Xuannu shook her head and exclaimed.

"That's right, Your Majesty never talks to us about things at night. Yun Luo on the side answered, his voice crisp, with a hint of electricity.

Shen Zishuang's face was slightly red, and she didn't dare to talk.

Lu Qian smiled: "You two guys, are you making fun of me for not being a serious person?"

"Of course!"

Yun Luo's eyes were like water: "However, I like His Majesty's impropriety!"

This is really a female goblin!

Lu Qian sighed in his heart, if it weren't for the drastic changes in this immortal court, forcing him to run around, he would have been with this group of female goblins day and night, and he would never go to the morning court from now on.

At this time, the woman in green named 'Sun Shihua' raised her wrist, put away the brush, smiled at everyone, and then turned around and walked into the building.

The delicate maid stepped forward and said in a clear voice: "Everyone, the first test of my young lady has been given, if anyone can paint this clear water, who can enter the building and take the second test." ”

Coloring a blank field of clear water?

When everyone heard this, they were all amazed.

Lu Qian was also surprised.

What kind of play is this?

"I'm coming!"

Before anyone could figure it out, a bald head emerged from the crowd.

It is a yellow-robed monk with a fat intestine brain.

I saw him fly up violently, and landed in front of the long table with a bang, and with a flick of his big hand, a long golden pen slammed into the drawing paper.

Syllable.

The tip of the gold pen is dotted in the center of the paper, dyed with a touch of gold.

The next moment, the blue light of the whole painting flashed violently, and a powerful force was born, directly shocking the golden long pen.

Then the huge force was transmitted to the yellow-robed monk, and it directly shook the whole person into the air, spinning and flying out like a windmill, throwing it hundreds of miles away, and disappearing.

The next moment, the blue light of the whole painting converged, and the gold that had just been dyed had disappeared.

Apparently a failure.

Wow.

When everyone saw this, they couldn't help but be amazed.

The yellow-robed monk just now was the pinnacle of a golden immortal, not to mention that there were one hundred and fifty laws, and he couldn't even bear it, and was shocked by a painting?

Moreover, it was definitely injured by vomiting blood!

"Fellow Daoists, my young lady is also a saint of the painting saint clan, and she is in charge of the magic pen left by the painting saint, if there is no ink in the stomach, I still advise you not to blindly come up and make trouble. ”

At this time, the pretty girl opened her mouth to remind, her expression revealing a hint of pride.

When everyone heard this, they couldn't help whispering.

"Xuannu, do you know how to color this blank painting of Qing Shui?" Lu Qian turned his head and asked.

"Of course I do!"

Xuannu squinted her eyes and smiled meaningfully: "Your Majesty, don't you want to talk to that painting saint girl all night?"

"That's right, but what I want to do is get down to business, I want to borrow the painting pen in her hand to see if I can avoid the catastrophe!"

Lu Qian replied solemnly.

"A man's mouth, it says that as long as the pen is needed, in fact, both the person and the pen are needed, alas. After hearing this, Xuannu shook her head and sighed.

Yun Luo also cast a meaningful smile.

"You are slandering. I only need a pen, not a ...... Huh?"

Lu Qian wanted to justify himself with righteous words.

But halfway through, I don't feel like I'm saying something that is a bit serious.

"Xuannu, you can help Your Majesty. ”

At this time, Shen Zishuang on the side couldn't see it, and pulled the sleeve of the Xuannu, her red face made people want to take a bite.

Lu Qian looked at it and was extremely pleased.

It's still Shen Zishuang, a stupid person, who hurts people, and when he turns around, he will reward her with all the money that was deducted from her.

"Tsk, it's really His Majesty's old lover. ”

Xuannu laughed and nodded: "Okay, I'll just say it directly, this kind of operation of coloring the blank is called 'finishing touch'." ”

"The finishing touch?"

Lu Qian, Shen Zishuang, and Yun Luo were all stunned.

"That's right! It's the finishing touch! The saint who painted the holy woman just now painted with Qing Shui, and drew a picture on paper, but she didn't finish it, and she was still missing the last stroke! If you want to color this painting of Qing Shui, you must first find out where the dragon's eye is, that is, 'draw the eye', which is something similar to the eye of the array. Find this 'painting eye', put the right color, and the whole painting will come to life. ”

Xuannu replied confidently.

"Where is the eye of this painting?" Lu Qian glanced at it a few times, and vaguely saw that the painting seemed to be painted with mountains and water.

But I couldn't find the eye of the painting.

"Hmm...... This painting, in my realm, can only see five 'painting eyes', however, I feel that there should be two or three more painting eyes, I have to say, this painting saint is indeed profound, I think I am inferior, and even have an urge to worship her as a teacher. ”

Xuannu turned the flower pen in her hand, and a trace of admiration flashed in her eyes.

As he was talking, suddenly the crowd not far away dispersed, and some immortals walked in with the stars and moons.

Lu Qian looked at it, coincidentally, isn't this the Miao Nu Bodhisattva Miaoyun Fairy them?

And the golden-robed young man who was beaten to vomit blood and snatched the divine sword, this guy's name seems to be Xizhaoguan?

"It's the Heavenly Emperor Princess!"

"The Heavenly Emperor Princess is here?"

"Tsk, this Heavenly Emperor Princess is as cold as an immortal, and she does have a bit of a high-ranking Bodhisattva. ”

Seeing the appearance of Miao Nu Bodhisattva and others, the immortals around whispered.

Under the gaze of everyone, the Miao Nu Bodhisattva talked a few words, and the golden-robed young man Xizhao went up directly, pointed out, as fast as a sword and gun, and directly pointed at the upper left corner of the blank painting.

The next moment, the pores of the fingertips opened, oozing a little red blood.

A magical scene occurred.

Starting from the upper left corner of the blank painting, patches of peach blossoms emerge and spread out one after another, spreading throughout the painting.

In an instant, what appeared in the eyes of everyone was a picture of peach blossoms on the Yangtze River, beside the rolling waves, the peach blossoms on both sides of the strait were flying, revealing an autumn breeze, and the remnants of winter were awe-inspiring and clear.

Witnessing this scene, Lu Gan's mind instantly remembered a strange person in the painting, Tang Bohu's mouth spewed tea, and the eagle spread its wings and swallowed the world one by one.

The immortals were also amazed.

At this time, the delicate maid smiled lightly: "Congratulations to this son, you have passed the customs, you can bring three friends into the building." ”

"Thank you!"

The golden-robed young man Xizhaoguan's expression was slightly gloomy, he arched his hand, and nodded towards the Miao Nu Bodhisattva.

Then, several people floated out and were about to enter the building.

At this moment, all of a sudden, the wonderful girl Bodhisattva stopped at the door, looked back and swept his gaze, and saw all the onlookers in a radius of hundreds of feet.

Then, her gaze fell on Lu Gan.

Almost at the same time, the Miaoyun Fairy's gaze also swept over, and he glanced Lu Qian up and down, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a playful smile.

Recognized.

Lu Qian's heart jumped, and his brows furrowed slightly.

Is there any mistake? How did he and the two women recognize each other at a glance when they were not open to each other?

Could it be that his handsome face, overflowing talent, and deep wisdom eyes are really so conspicuous in the crowd?

At this moment, the Miao Nu Bodhisattva opened her mouth lightly, and said with a cold expression: "Emperor Daqian, Lu Gan, you are the reincarnation of the First Emperor, the First Emperor knows everything, and knows everything about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, why don't you give it a try?"

When the words fell, all eyes were cast on Lu Gan.